Yesterday I was going out with some friends to one of my favorite restaurants in town Sur on Robertson Blvd. I Love that place! The food is so good and the interior feels like a little taste of St. Tropez. And did I mention that the hosts and bartenders are hot!!!
No place has better service and makes a better salad than The Polo Lounge at Beverly Hills Hotel. If you ever come out to LA make it your business to visit the old Hollywood Style refuge.
Seated well lounging in the cozy, dimly lit dining room, with the grand piano playing softly as a back drop it feels like I’m set in a Film Noir yet at my grandmother’s house. So cozy, yet stylish and not pretentious. Good food, great service and old school. Sometimes you just tire of all the minimalistic Philip Starck hype and wish to go back to basics.
I usually meet my manager at the Beverly Hills Hotel in The Polo Lounge for drinks or / and the McCarthy Salad. It’s either here or at a karaoke bar in Hollywood belting out Madonna
photography: Brad Elterman
At the pool back in the days…
The McCarthy Salad is fabulous!!!! And the house Pinot Grigio on ice is lovely.
I saw Swedish singer and style icon Lykke Li in concert here in LA at club Bardot last Summer. She was a riot! So friggin’ cool that the badly dressed Hollywood crowd didn’t quite know what to make of her.
This song is one of my favorites, but can’t decide, which of the remixes I like better. What do you think?
Some of you might know that I also blog on the Object Fashion Blog. A blog that I share with 7 other girls from the ‘It-cities’ of the World. London, Copenhagen, NYC, Stockholm, Amsterdam, Berlin, Aarhus and LA.
What I really enjoy about this blog is that it’s international and that all my fellow bloggers are so different. I’ve met the girls through previous jobs or they are my good friends or friends of friends. The blog becomes inspiring to me because of the versatility in style, tone and content. And I can write to the girls if I need traveling tips, shopping tips or an update on the best blogs right now. Most of these ladies are die-hard online-shoppers, which is both a blessing and suicide for my bank account.
Our Berlin blogger just posted some news about Berlin Fashion Week. And it is yet again obvious to me how retardedly different the LA Lifestyle and fashion scene is compared to the edgy underground of Berlin. Check it out when you have a moment!
Some days are amazingly and simply not worth getting out of bed to experience. Period! If you don’t know what I mean stop reading right now! I don’t want to know you and you probably don’t want to know a whiny bitch like me.
I have a day like that today. A day in Hell. It’s like my body is not responding. It’s moving in slow motion and hurting like I’ve done 5 hours of Pilates (which I haven’t). My mind has a black out and my energy level is negative. And of course this is the day where I meet Jack Black in the gym and he checks out my leopard print tights and I have nothing to say… I’m dull and sad as an old worn-out rug. And I love Jack Black. I think he is hilarious. On a day like this I just want to marry Jack Black. My Kingdom for a funny man who can make me laugh and forget about my own pathetic dysfunctional self. Jack if you read this please apply within!!!!
How is it that we can go from the highest high and then to the lowest low in a matter of a day…hours…minutes..seconds? One teacher I once had told me, that an emotion only lasts 7 seconds. An emotion comes from a reaction to something. An experience of some sort. But this so called reaction is rather short, so why am I still miserable long after the 7 seconds have passed? Well, because apparently we reproduce the emotion after the 7 seconds…. and reproduce and reproduce and reproduce until we either experience something pleasant or we decide to snap out of it and get on with our lives.
But I’m not going to fall into that trap tonight. No no… I’m going to be very emotional. Miserable and emotional. I’m going to eat, drink and react emotional to everything and maybe re-watch ‘Nine’ again even though I hate myself for actually liking that picture. How can you like a comedic spin-off from the great Fellini? And I usually detest musicals. I don’t know what this is all about… Ok I still don’t like to hear or watch Nicole Kidman sing….. Big sigh… Anyways, I think it’s better we speak tomorrow. I have some Chardonnay on ice and some Scottish Black liquorice that I have to consume in big amounts before my mood changes again….
I’ve lost the use of my heart
But I’m still alive
Still looking for the life
The endless pool on the other side
It’s a wild wild west
I’m doing my best
I’m at the borderline of my faith,
I’m at the hinterland of my devotion
In the frontline of this battle of mine
But I’m still alive
I’m a soldier of love.
Every day and night
I’m soldier of love
All the days of my life
This is Sade’s new single. I’m a big fan of her and I’m anticipating the album release February 9th.
One of my films ‘Omar Saved from Cheating’ has made into a couple of film festivals here in Cali. I’m excited on behalf of the director Osei Kakari, crew and cast and I’m hoping this is only a beginning for our little film. Though small, it’s an intense story with a strong voice and message…
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
Relax, said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can check out any time you like,
But you can never leave!
